Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, August 09, 2022

You

 Gone without a goodbye, 

I have seen it so many times.

From the day I met you 

I knew just what you'd do.


There is a time and place

for all these dreams laid,

the last is yet to come 

I am betting on another sun.


Summer days are almost gone

as I sit here thinking all alone,

was it choice that led the way

or was this script already in play?


Somethings we'll know

but from the experience we grow,

the stars will soon be in place

as I close my eyes to see your face.


Words of love 

from the heart are sung, 

just one more day

of simply loving you.







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